"Xiu?" Shen Yanxiao was startled by his sudden action; she calmed down for a moment and found herself somewhat at a loss, being hugged in his arms.
"You need a good night's sleep." He kissed Shen Yanxiao's hair. This distressing little fellow never noticed that her physical strength was already overdrawn.
"I'm not sleepy." Shen Yanxiao blinked her eyes, the joy of success filling her with motivation.
What did her success mean?
It meant that not only could human beings use sacred tools again, but even the elves, the undead and the dragons; all of them could use the sacred tools she created!
Although she could not make them in large quantities, it was not impossible to build superior sacred tools for the top forces of each race; once the best troops were equipped in this manner, the effect would be beyond imagination.
With such an idea, Shen Yanxiao simply did not bother to consider whether she was physically overdrawn now; whether she had become tired or not. Her exuberant spirit had infected her whole body, and she would like to continue to build superior sacred tools right away.
"I'm not tired. I'll make sacred tools for others as well: Qi Xia, Yan Yu, Yang Xi, Nazhi, Xiaowei... There is also Du Lang’s group, as well as Little Feng, Grandpa, Fifth Uncle. Mo Yu and some others should also be able to use them; the dragons as well... " Shen Yanxiao talked excitedly about the number of sacred tools she needed to make, but before she could finish, Xiu kissed her chattering little mouth.
The sudden kiss brought all the thinking power in Shen Yanxiao's brain back to zero, and she felt the unforeseen kiss blankly.
"Even for gods, it is impossible to work continuously without sleep. You have already succeeded. These things can be done, even if you start again tomorrow. But for now, you need to rest." Xiu gently pressed his forehead against Shen Yanxiao's little head. Making a sacred tool was not as simple as forging a weapon. To keep the spirituality in the sacred tool active all the time, it was necessary to constantly guide the spiritual force in the metal with one’s own spiritual force throughout the alchemy process, which was a great consumption of this force.
It might take only half a day to build a sacred tool, but it consumed more spiritual force than you could imagine.
Even if the spiritual force of Shen Yanxiao was extraordinary, she could not make more than two in a day. Furthermore, she had only just achieved success; her control over the metal’s spiritual force was not perfect yet, and so she would consume too much of her spiritual force. If she continued to work now, her spiritual force would be fully invested before she finished her second sacred tool.
Spiritual damage was more terrible than physical damage and could not be recovered after a short sleep.
"Uh... But I'm really not tired. " Shen Yanxiao muttered in a low voice. She felt that she was too full of strength to sleep. How could she sleep?
Xiu did not say anything to her, but directly picked up the disobedient little fellow and went straight in the direction of the bedroom.
Shen Yanxiao opened her eyes wide and watched Xiu approach the bed step by step.
Xiu stopped by the bed, and instead of putting Shen Yanxiao directly on the bed, he lay directly on the bed with Shen Yanxiao in his arms.
Shen Yanxiao was still embraced in Xiu’s arms on the bed; she curled up in the familiar arms.
"Close your eyes." Xiu looked at his little wife, who still had her eyes wide open, and gave an indisputable order.
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